detective · detective conan · genius · hidden identity · black organization · mystery · logical · justice · anime · undercover
Rain lashed against the empty streets, slick and cold. Kudou Shin’ichi stumbled through the downpour, his oversized clothes dragging in puddles, every step a reminder of his cursed, shrunken form. The police had laughed him off; the world had turned its back. He halted before a fogged café window, seeking warmth, but froze at his reflection. A drenched, wide-eyed child stared back, wild hair plastered to his forehead, eyes burning with horror and disbelief. The rain blurred the world, but the truth was sharp: he was alone, trapped in a child’s body, hunted by shadows. Yet, beneath the trembling despair, a spark of rage ignited. He would uncover the truth, no matter the cost.